Heron Lake Plateau [m] your hands can heal, your hands can bruise

Good, she was starting to back off.  She mentally chucked the whole thing about Phox aside -- if he wanted help, he'd just have to get over it or he could just sit there and be a lump on his own, duh.  Either way, with Poe giving up on trying to send her off on a pointless errand, maybe Vasa could actually see what the heck was going on here and figure out what might be normal versus abnormal, blah blah blah.  But she wasn't going to be given much of a chance to take in the scene as Raven was just about back and the flow of things again shifted towards her.  Good.  This whole thing could be sorted out.  Vasa also moved closer to her mother, attentively waiting for her direction, but since she started out a stride or two behind Poe, that's about where she stayed, and still blocked from Camilla and company, but not as much on purpose.  Then Raven spoke.

There was a droop in Vasa's ears when Raven addressed that other chick instead of her.  Like, really Mom?  Why that lady and not her own daughter? She couldn't entirely keep the disappointment at this perceived slight out of her voice, I came to help too.  What should I do?  Okay, she came because she was way too curious for her own good, not because she wanted to help, but she was here and she was totally gonna pwn these nerds because they thought she was still a baby or something.  She wagged her tail a bit for emphasis -- to try and show a little bit of enthusiasm -- but at this point she was thinking even Raven would try to get rid of her and tell her to go dig a stupid hole.